“…its no surprise
If the wolf takes many a prize.
I say the wolf because not all wolves are the same.
There are those of courteous fame,
No noise or bile or rage,
But reserved, compliant, and sage,
Who will trail a girl well bred
All the way home, into her bed.
Ah! But as everyone knows, it’s the saccharine tongues,
Of all the wolves, who are the most dangerous ones.”
— Charles Perrault, “The Little Red Tippet”
—- translation by Christine Jones

University of Utah Associate Professor Christine Jones is a specialist of seventeenth- and eighteenth-century France, with interests in the luxury trades and the fairy tale. She is the author of Shapely Bodies: The image of Porcelain in Eighteenth-Century France, as well as numerous articles on trade history. With folklore scholar Jennifer Schacker, she coedited Marvelous Transformations: An Anthology of Fairy Tales and Contemporary Critical Perspectives and Feathers, Paws, Fins, and Claws: Fairy-Tale Beasts.

Her work as a scholar and a teacher has been recognized with numerous honors and awards, including The University Distinguished Teaching Award (2014) and the Honors-Humanities Professorship (2015). For the Honors-Humanities Professorship Lecture she spoke to a packed house about “When Chocolate was Magic and Medicine.” She has introduced numerous undergraduate and graduate students to the enchantment of working with rare books and Rare Books.

We celebrate the publication of Christine’s latest book with an invitation to hold some of the rare magic for yourself by visiting Special Collections.

“Cinderella is not a singular but plural, not a stable identity but a constantly shifting one. She is made of so many different versions of identity layered up in printed, oral, and visual media that she might be called a ‘palimpsest.'” — from the Introduction, Mother Goose Revisited

“Even a wit of the dimmest cast,
Who is not so very worldly,
Will discover anon that this story
Is a tale of times long past.
No more the horrible husband of old
Whose demands were impossibly bold.
Though now he be discontent and domineering
Still with his wife he’s endearing.
The color of his beard no longer stands
To show among them who wears the pants.”
—Charles Perrault, “The Blue Beard”
—-translation by Christine Jones

“While she was crossing the woods, she ran into the neighborhood wolf, who very much wanted to eat her but did not dare because of the woodsmen in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor girl, who did not know that it is dangerous to stop and listen to wolves, told him…”
—Charles Perrault, “Little Red Tippet”
—-translation by Christine Jones